Chapter 15: No expectations

Nicole awoke sometime that night with a pounding head and upset stomach, not to mention the taste she had in her mouth. She managed to sit up, despite how her whole body's protested.

"How are you feeling?"

Nicole couldn't make out who it was whispering in the dark although she was grateful that they were whispering.

"Like I ran headlong into a wall. How long have I been out of it?"

Nicole groaned as a dim light appeared seemingly out of nowhere as Waverly flipped on her phone, using it as a light.

"There's some Advil on the table by the bed. I think it would be better if you got some more sleep since you must feel like hell."  Waverly said, earning a sigh.

"You have no idea. I didn't do anything weird, did I? I swear, drunk me has no filter."

Waverly couldn't help but chuckle at the truth behind that although she didn't know if she should bring up some of the rather things that the redhead had said earlier that night.

"Not really."

She answered, unable to bring herself to fully lie to the other girl, who let out a groan.

"Oh God, what did I say? Please tell me I didn't end up doing something stupid."

Before Waverly could respond a blinding light came from the hallway, causing pain to threaten to split through Nicole's head.

"Shit, sorry. Just came to see how you were doing Haughtshot."

Wynonna said, a bit too loud for Nicole though she managed to retort

"The next time you buy me alcohol I am going to kick your ass."

Wynonna just snorted and brought in a tray of something.

"Maybe you should grow some more first." the woman retorted before handing her a glass of something. "Anyway, drink this. It'll make you feel better."

Nicole accepted it, afraid to even know what was in it since she had seen some pretty odd hangover cures.

"That better not be pickle juice, You've done enough damage for one week." Waverly grumbled, earning a snicker from Wynonna as Nicole paused.

"I swear Gus suggested that to try to scare you out of drinking. So no, it's not...because as funny as would be to see...I don't want to clean up after it."

That night Waverly couldn't sleep, her mind repeating Nicole's words. Every complement the drunken girl had paid her that evening. Could it be possible that Nicole had a crush on her? Waverly didn't know what she felt about that.

Not in the slightest.

One part of her was slightly alarmed by this but another, larger part of herself was almost pleasantly surprised. After all, the only few people who had shown interest in her only seemed to care about what she looked like, not she was.

Nicole seem like that.

Too bad she was straight.

Wynonna was surprised when she was the first one awake the next morning.

She thought as she set about making coffee.

Waverly, unsurprising was the next to come down, eyes still half-lidded with sleep.

"Good morning Sunshine. Want coffee this morning or settling for your nasty tea?" Wynonna asked, earning a sigh.

"Coffee...with a lot of sugar. I have a feeling that I'm gonna need it." Waverly started, earning a snicker.

"You must have spent the whole night preoccupied. What the hell happened last night?" Wynonna asked, just as the phone rang causing her to curse.

"Can you answer that? I think I'm more awake than you are."

Waverly groaned but went to answer the phone, freezing when she heard the panicked tones of Gus coming through.

"Wynonna, You need to get to town, Stat. She won't tell me what's going on but it's something to do with Willa."

Wynonna practically dropped the spatula she was holding.

"Shit. Sorry baby girl, do you think you and haught pocket can deal with holding down the fort for a while?"

"Yeah, go save the day."

Waverly had breakfast ready by the time Nicole had come downstairs.

"Morning. I am so sorry about last night, but yesterday went to shit and your sister and I..." Nicole began, earning a chuckle from Waverly who slid a plate toward her.

"Don't worry about it. I had an alcoholic father and a drunken sister for most of my life so I'm used to it. Although you said some interesting things last night." Waverly started, earning a groan from the redhead.

"Oh damn, What did I say?"

Waverly debated rather or not to tell her the full truth, although she didn't feel that it would have been fair of her keeping it secret.

"When were you going to tell me you had a crush on me?"

She asked, watching as color crawled into Nicole's face.

"Shit. Okay...this is awkward. Okay, so I do think you're really pretty and a whole lot of things but I know you're straight and I would never even think of asking you to be anything you're not so can we just forget that happened?"

Waverly couldn't help but giggle at that.

"Alright, I guess we can forget about it. After all, I'm not letting a drunken stupor come between our friendship."